Special moments sometimes just come upon you. Sometimes you’re just nursing a baby, and suddenly, you realize that all six (six!) of you are sitting together. Mostly all cuddled as close as possible with Daddy. As quietly as little guys can be, because there’s the broadcast of Red Sox vs Yanks to listen to. The boys’ eyes shine with every good play. Little fist pumps. But mostly quiet.

For a moment, time just hovers. Dusk drops a blanket of calm, and souls are full.